My husband had this past week off from work. Each morning Fae would look over to see if he was, in fact, home again, as if it were an endless weekend. She was always so pleased to see him lying in bed next to us. He got a lot of cheery-morning-Fae love, and I was reminded of how lucky I am to have a husband whose just so connected to his daughter.
With Jared home I got the extra time I needed to finish the patternmaking for my cloth diaper system–I’m still a bit in shock that it’s actually done. We also had more time to research food–we’ve become a bit obsessive with health. And our plans and goals for the future got another, more in-depth, going-over as well.
As for cloth diapering, I designed and drafted an elegant system, an all-natural, simplistic one, with little decision-making involved (I believe the less unnecessary decisions for moms the better) and consisting of hemp and cotton fitted diapers and wool covers. It includes a four-sized wool soaker (a pull-on diaper cover)–I had planned on a three-sized pattern, but I much prefer to have four sizes for the best fit; a one-sized wool wrap (a snap-on diaper cover); a one-sized fitted (an absorbent snap-on diaper); a newborn fitted; and a newborn wool wrap. I couldn’t be happier having all of this accomplished after two and a half months of what seemed to be endless planning and research during all of my spare moments (mainly Fae’s naps, as she sleeps in one of our carriers). Now I’m ready to begin production.
As for food, my husband and I already eat healthy–in that we avoid packaged and artificial food and preservatives–and eat as much organic as we can. We’ve become fastidious ingredients-list checkers, and now even concern ourselves with how particular food is cooked, avoiding highly heated oils. We eat very basically, as close to nature as we can as often as we can, which isn’t too challenging for us because we enjoy simple foods. But this past week we’ve taken our diet to the next level; we’ve added in homemade fermented foods. Apparently most cultures in the world, except Americans, routinely consume fermented foods for their amazing health benefits.
So, a couple of days ago I made us a batch of Raw Milk Greek Yogurt with my crockpot, following an easy recipe I found on an inspiring and newly-discovered blog. Jared was a little apprehensive, maybe because the process seemed a little ridiculous–wrapping the crock in baby blankets and stuffing the whole thing in the oven for the day. But it turned out awesome, so rich and tasty, and cost less than buying pre-made yogurt. We’ll definitely be making it every week to come, and I’ll finally be breaking my peanut-butter-on-a-bagel-with-honey breakfast addiction–the only food that seemed to get me through baby-raising until lunch-time. Now I’m having yogurt with honey, and peanut butter on a banana. Not so different, but it’s the bagel that I wanted to eliminate.
The other fermented foods I’m working on include a ginger bug, and thereafter a batch of probiotic Ginger Beer; some whey with which I’ll try Lacto Fermented Lemonaid; and a baby scoby for Kombucha (an effervescent tea), a gift from my future sister-in-law waiting in the fridge to be brewed. I feel so good making these things. Old-fashioned natural living; medieval feasts of homemade bread, cheese and mead; living off of the local community; and just making things, everything that I possibly can–these are the fantasies I’ve always had.
Here’s my greek yogurt, whey (strained from the yogurt), kombucha scoby, and ginger bug.
In relation to our plans, I tried to convince Jared that we should build a castle once we have some land, and money. I found a team of structural masons, CastleMagic Castle Builders, that actually build real castles in the U.S. I was so excited. He was hesitant. But, we did compromise on the image of a stone villa of sorts, on a beautiful swath of land, somewhere real. I do plan on incorporating a roof-top terrace though, but more for the view than for protection. Don’t misunderstand, we haven’t won the lottery or anything, we’ve just decided to figure out exactly what we want. Now. While we’ve just started our family, so that we can make it real by having a clear vision to work towards.
Here is a photo that I took of the only castle that I’ve ever actually been inside of, Chillon Castle in Montreux, Switzerland. It was incredible.
Fae is playing with my bikini tops very excitedly. She likes to yell “Ehh!” when she sees something that excites her, and my bikinis did just that. She’s treating them as if they have little personalities.